Savage POV.I watch in stunned silence as she walks out of the room with her uncles behind her. Fuck! Could this day get any worse?“Dad, need I remind you I am the president of this club and you are retired?” I say after the last brother has left the meeting room.“And need I remind you that you need to get your head out of your ass before you start a fucking war. A war we won’t fucking win! So far Savage, you have fucked up and keep fucking up. Get your shit together or I will force the vote. It’s there is black and fucking white what is happening and you are burying your head in the damn sand! Tell me, Ryder, do you feelings for Foxy?” I look at him and my jaw clenches at him.“No, I don’t …”“Then snap out of it. She is the reason this has happened to you. The reason three fucking years ago. The reason you lost out of the life of your child, yet you stood there and defended her in front of the woman you claimed to love. Sort it out or I will,” he growls and turns to walk away. Whe
Angel POV.Today has been a shitshow. I’m sitting on the front step with a bottle of bud in my hand when I noticed a dark van drive past the house. My uncles are staying with Vinnie and Emma, and Scar is renting a house not too far away.When we got back, I just needed time to get my head around what happened today, how he fucking tried to defend that cunt. How is he too fucking blind to see what she is? I scoff as I bring the bottle to my lips. She must have a pussy made of solid fucking gold.I pull my gun out of the back of my pants and place it next to me. I always hated guns, but my parents made sure we knew how to use them that as well as self-defence training. Always expect the un-expected. She would tell us and boy, did I not see this coming.I drain the bottle and just sit there waiting for the universe to correct itself. The sound of an engine driving down the street pulls me out of my thoughts as I see the van again. This time it slows as the side door slides open and gun f
Angel POV.I follow the tracker, and the brazen bitch is, in fact, at the clubhouse. I see Boomer standing, barking at the prospect, trying to get inside. I chuckle seeing my boy. I climb out of my SUV and whistle, and Boomer stops barking and walks to me.“Good boy.” I say, patting him on his side as I lean into the SUV to grab a bottle of water and his water dish. I fill it and put it on the ground and he goes to it and laps it up.“What’s your name prospect?” I ask as I walk towards the gate. He looks from me to my monster of a dog.“Danny.” I smile and nod at him.“Well, Danny, can you be a babe and open the gates and let me in?” I ask as sweetly as I can. I even bat my damn lashes. He isn’t a bad-looking guy and I can tell he is a sweetheart. The life of the MC is going to turn him into a heart breaker.“I can’t do that. I’m sorry.” I sigh and pout before I whine like a little privileged bitch.“How about this, handsome? You let me in.” I walk closer to the gate and hold the bars
Savage POV.I’m lying on the meeting room table as Doc patches me up. I ignore everything and everyone. Last night has confirmed what I think I always knew, but was too stupid to acknowledge. Luckily, my men weren’t seriously hurt. Danny was shot in the leg as the van rammed into the gate. It has been hours since the shit hit the fucking fan.The damn Vipers did this to her. Foxy is still in with her father. And Angel, she believed everything that slut had to say. She shot me. Any lower, she would have killed me.The things that Foxy said. Only part of it was true. That part about me fucking her before Angel turned eighteen. As soon as Angel turned eighteen, I stopped fucking Foxy and anyone else, until Foxy fucking played me, claiming she was pregnant with my child weeks before the photos arrived. I don’t remember sleeping with her the night she claimed I did only waking up beside her. I wasn’t lying when I told Angel I haven’t been with anyone since I found out what Foxy did. I’m a
Angel POV.Sitting in a hotel presidential suite by the town that the Viper’s run, I look at the desk and the information that is in front of me. My mom arrived early hours and the first thing she did was hug and hold me. She apologised for what happened. It is not her fault.Scar is staying at the Moretti mansion with my father, brothers, and aunt Rosena, looking after Rebel while she is here. She left an hour ago with twenty of her men to go and see Savage. She is so angry, but I just waved it off. I have no time for her drama right now.“We need to find them before Savage does.” I say as uncle Gianni looks at me from the chair in front of me with a cup of coffee in his hand.“Why would you want to do that? This is the perfect chance for him to prove himself.” I look up from the papers that are scattered on the desk to him.“Why would I want him to prove himself? You heard what she said. You heard it all. So tell me, uncle G. Why would I give him a chance?” I ask him and he chuckles
Savage POV.Sitting on my bike, feeling the heat on my face from the building that is currently burning. I sigh. This has to work. We are three days away from the seven-day deadline Teagan gave me. We cased the Viper’s clubhouse and businesses and they haven’t been seen.“This better work Savage.” Blaze says to me from the side as I keep my eyes forward as I watch the building begin to collapse in on itself. We made sure no one was inside any of the buildings before we torched them. No casualties, but the missed profits will hit the Vipers hard and will force them to make themselves known.After what happened at my compound and the talk with Teagan, we have worked around the clock to find them and not so much as a blip on the radar. So we have moved to underhanded tactics.“It will. I have a feeling people in this town know how to contact Crusher. Even if they weren’t forthcoming with the information. Give it time, they will slither out of hiding to access the damage.” I say, keeping
Angel POV.We have been watching the little town that the Vipers run. We have been waiting for the Princes Of Darkness to make their play. I know I said they would die, but I was angry. Uncle Gianni spoke to me and talked me down. He contacted my momma, and I apologised for what was said at the moment. She did too for the slap, but if I’m being honest, I needed it.So she agreed with my daddy to let me run this. I ran the plan past them both and the other heads. They agreed to me making the false advertisement to draw the Vipers out. Momma told me that Savage would retaliate by making a statement.So we have waited and watched. We had cameras set up secretly in the town and we aren’t that far away. When Savage and his men arrived, I watched as they all cased the town trying to gain information. Then I watched as they torched the businesses and the clubhouse. I did smirk at that.He is doing what he promised, but still, it will be me who takes the Vipers down. When we saw the buildings
Angel POV.“So, what do you want to talk about?” I lean back against the seat, bringing my bottle to my lips as I look at him and wait for him to speak.“I’m sorry Angel. I’m sorry for everything that I did to you. For everything that has happened. You’re right, it is all because of me. I know you may never forgive me and I will accept the consequences.” I look at him and he looks at me. His eyes are sad as he looks down.“Savage. What you did to me. Killed me. It hurt me so much, but I have to thank you. I have to thank you for giving me the best thing in the world. You gave me our daughter. That precious little girl who looks so much like you. Hell, she even has your temper.” I chuckle and I know he saw her having her tantrum the first day we moved back. He chuckles.“She is explosive. Thank you, Angel, for not getting rid of her. That must have been hard to look at her everyday being reminded of what I did to you, to you both.” He says, looking at me, and I gulp the knot in my thro
Scythe POV.I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss being out on the open road again with the wind at my back and the feeling of being free. Riding my bike feels like I’m flying.But I want to be back home laying next to Rebel and Dante. But this is a must. Savage called everyone home, nomads included. Until we find Sara and now Roman.I was pissed when Dante called three days ago to tell us that Roman has gone fucking missing with his cunt sister. Why didn’t we see it sooner? Oh, that’s why because we have been chasing empty leads. Sara and Roman have both vanished, and it is pissing not only me off, but everyone. Tensions are mounting and soon enough we are all going to be pointing the finger of blame.I pull up at a gas station to refuel and stretch my legs. I have Ripper and two of the prospects with me. We have taken in more prospects with what has been going on. More men means more eyes and ears to the ground.My phone rings in my cut and I grab it out and see it’s Rebel callin
Dante POV.Rebel was released a week after she woke up. She has been resting at home, much to her disappointment. Our family room has now become base for operation. Find the bitch Sara and kill her slowly!Rebel has such a way with words. I am working alongside my family to track and find her hopefully before Rebel is at full strength, but so far it is like Sara has just vanished into thin air. Even the tech genius Candy hasn’t been able to track her. So that tells us that someone powerful is in play keeping her hidden, but who?I hear the shuffling of feet and look up from my desk and see a sleepy Rebel shuffling in her shorts, vest top, and fluffy socks. Lubov right beside her. I smile softly as I take in the woman who will be mine and Dylan’s wife. Her hair reminds me of a crazy professor sticking up in all directions.She rubs her eyes and walks towards the kitchen. I stand and follow behind her to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself. Not that she is accident prone, she is still we
Rebel POV.Wife? Fucking wife? He can’t be serious.“Wife? You married that slut? Do you have any idea what you have done, Nico?” my mom screams at him and he looks at her in shock before he looks at Sara, who is now struggling and screaming in the hold of Alessa and Skylar.“Shut up, you know what you did,” Alessa snarls at her and then just laughs at her futile attempt.“What did I do? You have all lost your fucking minds.” Sara screeches, and I step closer to her and slap her hard across the face. That felt good. I won’t lie.“Tell me what the fuck is going on and now?” Uncle Nico screams when my mom steps up to him.“Your fucking wife had the institute destroyed and Luna killed. That’s what is happening. You know the laws. She dies.” My mom speaks with so much venom in her tone and uncle Nico gasps before he shakes his head and gulps before he looks at his wife. “WHAT!” He shouts in disbelief. I roll my eyes at his outburst.“Oh well, you will love this. She is Alonso Ricci’s il
Rebel POV.We have ridden for hours and have not long gone past the Mexican border. The compound isn’t far from here. It makes it easier for my uncle to get his product over the border if he has to. It still amazes me how the Moretti’s can’t be touched by anyone. It still makes me laugh.The looks on the faces of border control when we all rolled up. They didn’t check, they just let us pass. Even though uncle Nico is the head of the Cartel. He does do work for the community and the country. He pays for homes to be built and helps those in desperate need.I never understood how he would do that, especially when he runs the drugs and guns for the family. He may be seen as a criminal just like the rest of us, but he is trying to do what is right.The reason the Moretti’s do this is simple: they can control and monitor what is bought in and who it is given to. What the buyers decide to do with it after that is not on us. Nonna explained it to me. That she was against it all, but nonno tol
Rebel POV.It was at the moment Maisie realised her mistake. She raised her gun and aimed it at me.I just scoffed and burst into side splitting laughter. She looks at me in confusion. I step closer to her until the barrel of the gun is pressed against my chest.“Go on, do it. If you don’t, you will die now for pulling that on me. I think all your colleagues here now know you are a rat. You are a disgrace to the badge. I will love nothing more than to take you to the void. I bet there are more just like you. So tell me, Agent Owens, who else is involved?” I say agent Owens, full of malice and sarcasm. She looks at me like she is looking at a psychopath. Which, given the circumstances, I am.“I don’t know what you are talking about?” she says and I tut at her and shake my head.“Now, now, don’t lie or play coy. I know who you are and I know where I have seen you before. Tell me, how long have you been an agent?” I ask not just her, but the room.“She is new to the force. Four months, g
Rebel POV.I ride towards the site where the institute was. I need answers and it’s best to start there. Hopefully, I find something. All I can think about is how much Luna had changed since being in there and the positive and amazing changes she made. I was apprehensive at first that she was manipulating everyone, but she wasn’t. She was responding positively.She was even helping with the other patients; she told me that when she was finished with her treatment she wanted to go into the medical field and help others like how she used to be. I was so happy for her. Now she is gone. My baby sister is dead. I will find out why and who did this.Whoever did this to her will pay tenfold for this. Why wait for her to get better? Why not do this when she went in? I can understand why someone would want her dead. She was evil before she went there. But this wasn’t an accident, this was thought out, but why?I rev the throttle and ride as fast and as hard as I can to get there. When the answ
Scythe POV.Life has been going good, great actually. We have now been living together for a few months and are in the house. Rebel freaked out when we took her to it. But in a good way. She sobbed, and we knew it meant more to her than anything.The pup, or little wrecking ball as I call her, has a name now. Lubov or love as it means in Russian. Rebel fell in love with her at first sight and don’t tell her this, but so did I. So she called her Lubov. She still is destructive, but that is because of her size. She has grown lots and is only seven months old and weighs seventy pounds.She has her own sofa and bed in the bedroom. She is too big to lay with us. She still thinks she is a small pup and thinks she can sit on our laps. Well, not Rebel’s, but mine and Dante’s. We don’t mind she is beautiful, loyal and affectionate. She will be the same size as the dogs the Mother’s Revenge have over six feet on her hind legs and with enough fur to make a carpet with.We all train her, and she
Dante POV.I enter the penthouse and make my way to the bedroom and smile as I see both Scythe and Rebel laying entwined and naked on top of the quilt. Looks like they have finally taken that final step.I take off my suit jacket and hang it up and unbutton my shirt as I make my way to the bathroom to shower. After I have showered and put on my sweats. I leave the bathroom bare-chested and barefoot.I know Scythe told Rebel I was at the club, but that was a lie. I was actually at the house I bought for us all to live in. It is a surprise for Rebel.It has plenty of room; I know Rebel wants kids and so do Scythe and I. Rebel would make a fantastic mom; she is fearless, strong and loving. She has a lot of love to give. Every day, I get a glimpse of that and it makes me love her more.I have been worried that she will get bored with living a normal life, but she has taken to it like a duck to water. I whine comes from the living room and I move to see the newest addition to our chaotic l
Rebel POV.It has been three weeks since mom was shot by Luna. We are now back at home. Mom is recovering at home and apparently dad is driving her mad with his fussing. I laughed when she told me this. I think it’s cute, if there is anything I will say. The love they have for each other is beautiful. We speak every day and I go around to their home to visit nearly every day.It is strange that I have fallen into a routine of visiting with them. I even broke mom out for the day. It caused dad to send the club looking for us. We were doing some mom and daughter bonding. It was hilarious seeing the entire club riding round town looking for us. Since then, dad has threatened to put trackers on us both.Mom and dad’s relationship didn’t have the best of times, and other factors played into that. Dad was blinded by someone else and as a result, he lost me and mom for two years until he found us.Like any relationship, they had their battles but came out of it all, even if mom was the one w